Hello, guys! It's been a long week and I have TONS of homework so let's get this show on the road! Thank you to everyone who reviewed! You all are beautiful people and I totes am in love with you. This chapter's called Facade...

Disclaimer: No Teen Wolf belongs to me... I wish Isaac did... but he don't


Chapter 7: Façade

We never figured out what happened to Lydia only that she was hallucinating. The next day of school I was dressed in black jeans, a maroon sweater, tan boots, and a grey scarf. I was sitting with Scott at lunch when Stiles rushed up to us.

"Look," He said. "There's an empty table..."

"Yeah," Scott said. "So?"

Just when I wondered what Stiles was on about, it hit me. "That kid that you were talking to yesterday?"

"Boyd!" Scott said. "Charlie, I need you to come with me. Boyd might be next in Derek's little pack."

"Wait, why me?" I questioned.

"You know Derek better than any of us..." Scott reasoned.

I couldn't argue with that. Scott told Stiles to go to Boyd's house to check if he was there. Scott and I were going to the ice rink as Boyd drove the zamboni there, Scott told me. Sure enough we found Boyd driving his little zamboni on the ice rink.

"Boyd," Scott called as I stood and watched. "I just wanna talk. Hey, come on, Boyd, please. Did Derek tell you everything? And I don't mean just going out of control on the full moon. I mean everything."

Boyd stopped his zamboni. "He told me about the hunters."

"And that's not enough for you to say no?" Scott asked, surprised. "Whatever you want there's other ways to get it."

"I just wanna not eat lunch alone everyday..." Boyd said. I felt bad for the guy.

"If you're looking for friends, you can do a lot better than Derek..." Scott said.

"That really hurts, Scott," Derek's voice came out of nowhere. He stood on the ice with Erica and Isaac. My heart skipped a beat when I saw him. He stood there smugly with Derek and I could tell this wasn't my Isaac.

"I mean," Derek continued. "If you're going to review me, at least take a consensus. Erica, how's life been for you since we met?"

"In a word," Erica said. "Transformative." She bared her fangs and growled.

"Isaac?" Derek asked. My feet urged to go out on that ice.

"Well," Isaac said, sounding like Jackson a bit. "I'm a bit bummed about being a fugitive but other than that I'm great."

Before I could figure out what I was doing, I was walking onto the ice. "Derek," I called. "Can you please stop being an asshole for five minutes? Why can't you just stop turning teenagers into werewolves? Seriously, it's kinda creepy..."

"Stay out of this Charlie," Derek warned.

I walked up to Derek. "Why are you treating me like this? You've known me since I was seven but that doesn't mean I'm a baby."

"Charlie," Scott said. "It's okay... But this isn't exactly a fair fight?"

"Then go home, Scott," Derek challenged.

Scott didn't leave. Derek glanced at Isaac and Erica. I guess that was the ass-kicking signal because they both walked towards Scott. I grabbed Isaac's arm.

"Don't do this, Isaac..." I pleaded, looking him in the eyes. For a split second, I felt he wasn't going to attack Scott.

"Isaac!" Derek shouted. He nodded his head towards Scott.

Isaac looked at me and frowned. He shoved me off of him and continued on the prowl. I couldn't believe it. He wasn't the Isaac I knew.

I tried to run towards Scott to help. Derek easily grabbed my arms and held me back. I watched, helpless, as Isaac and Erica both attacked Scott. Scott defeated them with no problems. He tossed both bodies toward Derek.

He released me and I bent down, examining Isaac's face. He was knocked out cold. I turned my attention to Derek and Scott. Scott was on the ground, choking.

"Derek!" I screamed. "Enough!"

Thankfully, Derek stopped. He gathered Isaac, Erica, and Boyd. They started to leave the ice as I knelt next to Scott. I told him, "I hate them..." I looked at Isaac. "All of them."

I all of a sudden felt heartbroken like my boyfriend, if I had one, had broken up with me out of the blue. I wanted to cry but I couldn't I had to remain strong. I couldn't let her see.

Wait. Her? Who's feelings were I feeling because they definitely weren't my own.

I woke up feeling refreshed. I remained in my pajamas which were a bright green tank top and some black sweats. My hair was tossed in up in a bun. Mom was at work and I was left to my own devices.

It wasn't long before I was chilled out on the couch, watching RuPaul's Drag Race. I heard a frantic knock on the door. I turned off the T.V and shot up. I grabbed the nearest suitable weapon which was a broom. There was more knocking.

"If you're a murderer, my mom has her own collection of crossbows." I said. "I'll crossbow the fuck out of you!"

"Charlie?" I heard the voice on the other side of the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

I opened the door and Isaac quickly rushed inside. "Does your mom really have a collection of crossbows?"

"Yeah, she used to be a hunter," I told him. "Wait a second. I'm mad at you. You almost killed Scott! Get out!"

"Wait," Isaac pleaded. "Scott could handle himself. I really didn't want to hurt him it's just... Wait. Your mom used to be a hunter."

I crossed my arms. "Yeah. You would've known that had you not become a fugitive."

"What else don't I know?" He asked.

"I'm half fairy," I said. "Before you say it's lame, I turned you back to human on the full moon."

"That's what that was? It was you?" He asked.

I nodded. We both sat on the couch and I explained to him the whole conversation with Deaton and my mom.

"Do you really hate me?" He asked.

"I should," I replied. "I want to..."

"But?" He asked.

"I can't." I told him. "You were my first real friend here and that means something to me. I don't trust people easily."

"Why?" He asked.

I knew this question would occur sooner or later. I knew I could tell him because of what I saw in his house. "My dad abused me for four years. He used to lock me in the basement and starve me. He'd beat me with his belt buckle and stuff like that."

Isaac stared at me in shock. "My dad..." He started to say.

"Abused you too?" I finished his sentence.

"How'd you know?" He asked.

"I went to your house on the night of the full moon and I... I saw the freezer..." I gulped. I got no response from Isaac but I empathized with him. I wanted to cry but she was here and I'd look like a loser.

What the hell is with the she? "You won't look like a loser if you cry, Isaac," I said but soon regretted it after I'd said it.

"Huh? How could you possibly?" He asked. "I was thinking that exact sentence."

"I have no idea but..." I hugged him tightly. "I'm just so sorry for you." We held each other for longer than two minutes. It just felt so right to be in each other's arms right now. To know that we absolutely know what the other one's going through.

I released him and we caught each other's eye. Isaac started to lean forward and then so did I. But then the sound of the door unlocking startled us both.

"Oh my god!" I whispered. "It's my mom. Quick, hide!" I pulled him from his seat and pushed him into the shoes closet. I jumped over the back of the couch and turned the T.V back on.

"Hey, sweetie," Mom said.

"Hey, Mom," I said. "You're home really early, huh?"

"Well," She said. "it turns out that they were overstaffed and I feel a little bit sick. I'm going to go upstairs and rest for a while, okay?" She opened up the shoe closet and kicked off her shoes but looked at me the whole time so she never saw Isaac.

She said a quick goodbye to me and headed upstairs. I breathed a sigh of relief as I let Isaac out of the closet. He left right after something about Derek calling him.

Oh my god. I sat against the door and rubbed my temples. Had I almost kissed Isaac? What the hell? And what about the whole I read his mind thing? I know I didn't read his mind but I felt like that's what he was feeling... Could he be the one I'm connected to?


Dun! Dun! Dun! Okay so the feeling thingy is explained a little bit later (as in the next book which I'm writing now but it's kinda obvious who she's tethered to)... Poor Isaac and Charlie! Charlie's kinda iffy with Isaac now cuz he's being a butt but I promise life will be easier later!

P.S I know the whole closet thing was kinda OOC for Isaac but I thought the scene was cute so don't be mean!

Please review and junk!

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